‘It is not your affair. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. To win the contest meant you would be chosen to apprentice in magic as a priest under her tutelage. They were horrible people. Sheppard looked round, and exchanged kindly glances with several of those who addressed him. “They mould one insensibly. “Do it now. Sheppard. The chapel was situated in the old ballroom, and from there, down a few stairs, the vestry had taken the place of the pantry next to the kitchens.
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